Drifters Escape

"Oh,[G] help me in my weakness," 
I heard the[C/g] drifter[G] say, 
As they[G] carried him from the courtroom 
And were taking[C/G] him a[G]way. 
"My[G] trip hasn‘t been a pleasant one 
And my time it[C/g] isn‘t long, 
And I[G] still do not know 
What it was that[C/g] I‘ve done[G] wrong." 
 
Well, the[G] judge, he cast his robe aside, 
A tear came[C/g] to his[G] eye, 
"You[G] fail to understand," he said, 
"Why must you[C/g] even[G] try?" 
[G]Outside, the crowd was stirring, 
You could hear it[C/g] from the[G] door. 
In[G]side, the judge was stepping down, 
While the jury[C/g] cried for[G] more. 
 
"Oh,[G] stop that cursed jury," 
Cried the attendant[C/g] and the[G] nurse, 
"The[G] trial was bad enough, 
But this is[C/g] ten times[G] worse." 
Just[G] then a bolt of lightning 
Struck the courthouse[C/g] out of[G] shape, 
And while[G] ev‘rybody knelt to pray 
The drifter[C/g] did es[G]cape.